Dark Repercussions

Chapter 15

The week moved in the slowest possible pace and Harry was starting to crack, it was like someone was taking his mind and pulling at it. Everything was being distorted and it was only thanks to Cien's quick intervention that stopped him from being revealed. It was beyond him, what was happening, it was like he couldn't control it. The need to claim what was his was overwhelming.

It started with Moony. The werewolf was his second in command, but more importantly he was his uncle and he was the only surviving member of Harry's family from Dumbledore's eradication. Harry would check in more, or make a point to go and see the man; even if it was only to go sit with him. Then it moved on to his twins, they were his inventors, his closest friends and the ones he had always been close to; since the very start. He got more involved in their experiments, he watched them work and plan and he make sure to speak with them once a day. Espia was in enemy territory so he called for check ins every other hour, he wouldn't allow her to be captured while there, not only was she his ticket to getting his Luna back, but he refused to have another taken from him. Cien was lucky, Harry had eyes on him every day so he knew Dumbledore wouldn't be taking him. He did, however, make a day of kidnapping Seamus with Neville, and they took a hellava lot of pleasure in doing so.

The Irishman squirmed like a bitch, but when confronted with two of the famed assassins he all but wilted. Oh, he tried to scream and he tried to fight, but he was too terrified to put up much of a battle and they had had him subdued and bound in the Chamber in no time. It was a good bonding session for Cien and he, there were many spells that were tested on the other Gryffindor before Cien dragged him of to break him. Those screams Sang Lys did enjoy, they set him alight and calmed his rage filled mind. His behaviour had become erratic over the week, he knew it but he just couldn't stop it, and, deep down, he didn't care too either. The Dark Lord confronted him Thursday and it hadn't gone so well, Sang Lys had been in the training room when Tom found him and his magic was wild and uncontrolled.

"You nearly ruined everything." Tom stated and Harry chucked but it was without humour,

"Nearly being the key word in that sentence." He countered,

"You said you could keep it together." Tom pointed out and Harry snorted,

"Yes and I am, it just isn't as smooth as my usual masks."

"That is putting it lightly." Tom said wryly, "You nearly Crucio'd Weasley and dropped your glamour. That is not even close to keeping it together."

"What do you expect me to do?" Sang Lys demanded, turning to face the Dark Lord. "You speak as if I've already blown my cover, but I haven't and I am using everything in my power not to." Voldemort looked at him and spotted the shaking hands, the rings around his eyes and the sheen of sweat glistening on his face. The teen wasn't coping.

"You are making mistakes that will get you noticed."

"But they can be covered. They took her from me. They took what was mine and I have to be around them everyday and they laugh, joke and plot my death in front of my face. I have to be the one who pretends that nothing is wrong, that I don't know that Dumbledore had my parents, my godfather and tried to have my uncle killed. It is me that is in there, wrapped in their sickening light cocoon pretending that Dumbledore is the greatest man since Merlin and that I am fighting for them. Me. And you have the audacity to complain about a few mistakes." Harry laughed high and cold, it held no humour and was completely devoid of anything human, "You have no idea what's going on in my head right now, I don't even know what's going on in my head. The only thing I can think of is how I want to make them all bleed, how I want to slit their throats and bath in their blood as they die before me. I want to crush them, to destroy them until there is nothing but empty shells left and they kneel before me. I need it, and I can't have it." Harry grabbed his hair in frustration and tried to calm himself down, it didn't work whatsoever and his magic blew out.